Divorce Heiress Novels & Stories

She crossed her arms, then switched to folding them again before responding. “Anna is a smart woman. Even if she’s after your money, she wouldn’t be so obvious about it. As long as she wins your heart, everything else will be at her fingertips. Suppose you really want to test her intentions. In that case, it’s simple—just include a premarital agreement stating that if the marriage ends due to emotional discord, she’ll only receive alimony and won’t have any right to claim your assets.” Jessica was better at handling divorce lawsuits, but cases as high-profile as Calvin’s were certainly out of her league.

She murmured, but her eyes were tracing every teeny detail on the stone. She took out her phone and zoomed in. Alexander gulped. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. “Happily forever apart?” She looked up. “Huh?” He did not know what to say. He had counted on her not being interested in this. That this piece of jewellery would go into her discarded cove of expensive ornaments. “I want a divorce.” Alexander blurted out. It was now or never anyway. “Huh?” She mirrored his previous expression.

Then he exclaimed, “Fifty million going once? Fifty million going twice, fifty million going thrice!- Congratulations! This pretty lady in a silver dress will now be the possessor of this set of jewelry.” Many people had joined the bidding, but only one winner emerged. No one could believe their eyes or ears, especially Lucas Harrison and the girl sitting beside him who looked ghastly pale. “No way! She can't afford that money.” “But she just did! Who exactly is she?” “Oh, she's Heidi. Heidi Olsen. How could they think that they could contend with the wealthiest heiress in Phoenix City?” The man who spoke was the same middle-aged man who just uncovered Heidi's identity.

That heir was the only thing he truly cared about; once he secured his father’s company, the divorce would follow. His eyes, stormy and unreadable, flicked toward Navie as she dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief. She looked fragile, broken but then he felt a pang of concern. He looked away instantly. She’s just carrying the heir. That’s all that matters. Not her feelings. Not her pain. She means nothing to me. He shifted, uncomfortable with her sorrow, and thought of the business meeting he had in the next twenty minutes and the he would leave. Perfect.

[Bianca] I scratched my hair back, rolling my eyes. “Fuck!” I exclaimed. I guess I fucked the whole thing up! Maybe I was never supposed to tell Phil that once I got home, I would tell him everything about how I paid for that necklace. Now we were right here at home, and he was demanding answers. Of course, Phil couldn’t learn the truth now. He couldn’t know I was the heiress of the Harrington family. If he found out, all my plans against the Riley household would be fucked up too.

He said. "I've been working my butt off for everyone all my life" "And It's time for me to step down and enjoy the rest of my life" I was so shocked. Don't tell me. "It's time to introduce the new successor of Madden Group of Hospitals and Madden Realty Group" No way. Not yet. "Let me introduce to you, my one and only heiress, the reason for all of my hard work. Soline Madden" My mouth dropped. I want to throw tantrums at dad but everyone is looking at me including the men I slept with.

"It's not about what you did. It's about what you didn't do. Our marriage is a charade, Amanda. We're both living a lie. Amelia’s back, and she doesn’t want to see you! It’s time for our marriage to terminate. So you have to go!" Amanda’s pale lips quivered like if she had fallen into the frigid water. She asked in disbelief, "You’re divorcing me because she’s back? Is our marriage nothing but a joke to you?" "You were not the one I wanted to marry in the first place, and you drove Amelia away two years ago with your filthy tricks. Promising me that you’ll bore me a son to carry on my family name. Amanda, it’s been two years now and you haven’t given me a female child to talk less of a male

Their heiress must be a tough one! [I checked them out, too! They don’t have any dirt on them. I support Ms. Makinen!] [You’re only married for less than a year, so how dare you cheat on your wife?! @SamuelLindstrom] [Mr. Lindstrom, you’d better explain this. Ms. Makinen is a proper young lady and wouldn’t tolerate such vulgarity!] [The last heiress that’s just as feisty is my Goddess Nicole. She hasn’t shown up for a long time, and I miss her so much!]

Then the divorce papers started coming, one after another, and I kept on tearing them, hoping to fix things, to make him love me, to make him understand that I was the real victim. But in five years, nothing was fixed. Worse, it became more broken, and recently, his first love, Camille, and her daughter, Chloe returned to the country, and he couldn't wait to divorce me, and join the family of two. All the love, attention we ever begged for, was freely given to Camille and her daughter, freely. How benevolent! At some point, I ended up falling asleep in the hallway, and it was not until four when I woke up, tired, numb, and I forced my way to Lila’s room..She was still asleep, peacefully, una

Hidden under the name Zairayah—the mysterious investor with no surname. He had always been curious about that investor, but I never revealed my identity. I didn't want him to feel intimidated. "I am done loving you, Ethan Evans," I whispered quietly, imagining what my life would look like without him. Everything we built together was destroyed because of his childhood sweetheart, Mia Walker. And today— I will be the one asking for a divorce.